An Bao showed a surprised smile and looked at the city, shining with expectation.

An Bao said happily: "Young Master, this is the legendary city of the underworld. It was said to be a holy land for a prosperous cultivation sect. Later, it was destroyed for unknown reasons. All the disciples turned into wronged souls, floating in the city.

Can’t linger.”

An Chen said: "Is this really the city of the underworld?"

An Bao said excitedly: "Absolutely. It is said that this Netherworld Sect could even compete with Lost City No. 7 back then. They are as skilled as clouds, extremely powerful, and possess top-notch techniques for tempering the body. If they can obtain this kind of technique,

With the Dharma, all disciples in the secret realm can improve infinitely through physical cultivation."

An Chen sneered: "The Nether Sect's magical power to suppress the religion must be ours."

An Chen, who knows the secrets of this world, certainly knows the importance of body training.

The importance of possessing an advanced body-refining divine art to a force is self-evident.

But unfortunately, although the eight major families all have masters in the real demon world, the masters are unwilling to provide top-level body-refining divine techniques.

The eight major families had no choice but to find it themselves from the secret realm.

Compared with the eight major families, due to the restrictions of the rules, almost everyone in the secret realm is practicing body training. During the long period of practice, they slowly came up with many fantastic ideas, and thus gave birth to many divine body training techniques, which are so powerful.

The world.

This Nether Sect was very popular ten thousand years ago. The leader of the Nether Sect is said to be a super master who has reached the peak of the Mahayana period. With his physical body alone, he can defeat the real demon without losing, and he is very sharp.

At that time, the Netherworld Sect almost protested against each other in Lost City No. 7. One dominated the inside of the city, and the other dominated outside the city. Even when people from the two major families entered this place, they had to look at their faces to act.

Later, I don’t know what happened, but this sect disappeared overnight.

Later, it was said that they found a holy land and migrated collectively.

That place is the legendary city of the underworld.

It is said that practicing in the city of the underworld can unleash unlimited potential, and breaking through the shackles is as simple as eating and drinking.

There is also a legend that there is a real netherworld spring in the city of the underworld. If you take a sip, it can nourish the devil soul and increase the devil consciousness.

This rare treasure alone is enough to attract countless adventurers to explore it, but unfortunately, for thousands of years, no one has succeeded.

An Chen and others knew this secret.

Their trip was not just for the blood of the real demon.

Looking at the huge city in the distance, everyone became excited.

Obviously, they have also heard of the legend of Dream City.

Especially some monks who were in a bottleneck state were even more excited and felt that all the previous efforts were worth it.

As long as you can get the Netherworld Spring, you can directly cleanse your soul and increase your potential again.

Yin Dang's eyes also revealed a look of desire.

He has also reached a limit and is looking for opportunities to break through.

If he could use the holy water from the underworld to wash his soul, the benefits to him would be immeasurable.

What's more, there is a super body-refining divine art that countless families are jealous of...the Netherworld Golden Body Art!

Obtaining this technique is definitely a great achievement!

The two of them looked at each other.

"Brother Yin, how about everyone relying on their luck?"

An Chen suggested.

"Of course. No matter which family gets it, no malicious fight is allowed." Yin Dang nodded.

"Okay, it's a deal, but if Elder Anyan does anything unusual, it's none of my business." An Chen had something to say and sneered.

"Isn't Elder Anyan a member of your An family?" Yindang showed a playful smile.

An Chen disagreed: "I'm just reminding Brother Yin, but I'm afraid there are still many dangers in this city of the underworld. I would like Brother Yin to cooperate with me when the time comes."

The two discussed secretly for a while before giving the order to head towards the Netherworld City.

Zhuo Yifan looked coldly at Netherworld City among the crowd, but frowned.

"Yifan, this is the legendary city of the underworld, why are you not excited at all?" Ouyang Qingzhi whispered.

"I always feel that something is wrong. Think about it, the Netherworld Sect is so powerful that it can even compete with the entire Lost City, but after entering this place, all of them disappeared. This Netherworld City is definitely not simple."

Although Zhuo Yifan likes Baobao, he has not been dazzled by the benefits.

But at this moment, he had no choice, because the Naihe Bridge was in the Netherworld City.

This is the only way to enter the place of worship.

But Zhuo Yifan is not afraid. He has the heart of a devil, can control the power of the soul and the source of energy, and can explode with combat power that is not inferior to the outside world. Unless he meets Dongfang Liang, he is not afraid of anyone at the moment.

"Lord, a large number of monks have been found in the southwest."

An expert leapt over, very fast, like floating on water, came to An Chen and reported.

An Chen was stunned and said in surprise: "Has someone actually found this place? How is this possible?"

Anbao frowned: "Are you sure you are a human monk?"

"They are at the west gate a hundred miles away from here. There are a large number of people, probably tens of thousands, and they are planning to enter the city of the underworld."

An Chen frowned: "Who are they?"

"Reporting back to the young master, these people are very mixed. It seems that they formed a temporary alliance. They are all casual cultivators and local aboriginal masters from Lost City No. 7."

"Elder Anbao, didn't you say that there is only one passage here marked on the map? How did these people come here?" An Chen looked unkind.

An Bao was also surprised: "Young Master, I really don't know! This road is only marked on the map. Now it seems that they are going to the other side. We can only enter through the east gate."

Yin Dang said disdainfully: "There is nothing to fear from a group of rabble. We should enter the city as soon as possible to avoid being overtaken by them."

An Chen said helplessly: "It seems that this is the only way. Send a team of people to explore."

Anbao nodded and pointed to some experts: "You, you, you and you, each lead a team of people and go explore."

The faces of these people whose names were called were filled with joy.

Although exploration is risky, it is also beneficial. If you can enter the Netherworld City, your chances of obtaining secret treasures will be greatly increased.

Soon, four hundred monks, led by Mahayana masters, rushed towards the city gate.

The army also marched slowly behind, gradually approaching the city gate.

As we got closer, the true appearance of the Netherworld City began to gradually appear.

That majestic appearance is fascinating.

The hundred-foot-high city wall is covered with various patterns and lines, showing the characteristics of ancient times.

Looking at these simple runes and lines, Zhuo Yifan's heart skipped a beat. The secret passage was indeed like this.

This city of the underworld is indeed a legacy of the ancient Yuan clan.

Those seemingly simple runes and lines are actually runes of ancient rules.

It seems simple, but actually contains the power of many rules, and is the crystallization of infinite refinement and fusion.
Chapter completed!